How dare the monsoon pick it up?

His task today was to deliver the things to Xia's house, and now that the task had been perfectly completed, Zhen Shuangyan's evasion was ignored by him.

"The company still has something to do, ma'am, I won't stay any longer, I'll go back to work first." Ji Feng jumped back and ran away.

"Hey, don't go, don't rush away!" Zhen Shuangyan chased after her, but she was not Ji Feng's opponent. As soon as she came out, Ji Feng's car disappeared from sight.

Xia Yining could see clearly that although the car driven by this handsome guy was only a BMW X5, with that face, the car was much more pleasing to the eye.

"That's right, how does this handsome guy run so fast." She didn't have time to ask his name, let alone sit down and have a cup of tea.

Zhen Shuangyan walked back into the house with a heavy heart. Xia Yining opened the bag Jifeng brought and looked fascinated, "Bird's nest, it's the best blood swallow. It's a good thing. This bag is worth tens of thousands."

"This is ginseng? It's so big, I don't know how old it is."

Every time Xia Yining took out one, she would marvel at it, but Zhen Shuangyan's face beside her was very serious.

"Mom, your niece and son-in-law are really good, and generous enough." Xia Yining focused on the bag of bird's nest, and heard that it was very beautiful.

"Mom, I'll cook some for you. You just want to make up for it." Seeing that Zhen Shuangyan didn't respond, Xia Yining didn't care. He grabbed a handful of bird's nest and prepared to stew it, but Zhen Shuangyan stopped him even faster.

She was stunned, "Why?"

Zhen Shuangyan quickly snatched the bird's nest from Xia Yining's hand and stuffed it all back into the big bag. "No need to cook, I won't eat."

"Why don't you eat it? It will spoil if you keep it." Xia Yining was in a hurry. Wouldn't it mean that she would have no chance to eat it?

"Don't worry about it."

With a sullen face, Zhen Shuangyan put all the big and small bags in a separate room, showing her determination not to eat with practical actions.

Pei Yiting and Xia Yueqing in the hospital didn't know about all this.

Because after Ji Feng put the things down, he told Pei Yiting that he had honorably completed the task as soon as he left the gate of Xia's house.

Right now, Xia Yueqing is busy with another matter.

The wedding photos they took in advance were rushed out by the photographer and processed.

The studio was just a few kilometers away from the hospital. Xia Yueqing went there in person and got the photos.

She glanced at it first, and to tell the truth, it was very beautiful and aesthetically pleasing.

But thinking of the psychological shadow brought to her by going to sea, she always felt that the few photos in her hand weighed a thousand catties, and her liking was greatly reduced.

However, even so, she still wanted to take the photo back.

After all, Pei Yiting spent a lot of time preparing it.

Thinking about it this way, Xia Yueqing wanted to do something for Pei Yiting even more.

So I decided to go home and cook for myself.

Although her hand is injured, it won't be a big problem if you are careful.

Xia Yueqing's mood improved a lot. According to the doctor's advice, she didn't buy any food that was not conducive to wound healing. It took an hour and a half to prepare two dishes and one soup, put them all in an insulated box, and send them to the hospital.

During the period, I received a call from Pei Yiting, asking her why she hadn't answered, after all, it took at most half an hour to get a photo back and forth.

But Xia Yueqing had been away for several hours.

"I met a friend, I was delayed for a while, and now I'm going back." Xia Yueqing's reasons were flawless, and Pei Yiting believed her words.

"Then be careful on the way back."

"Well, I see, see you later."

After hanging up the phone, the taxi just stopped at the gate of the hospital.

Coincidentally, Cheng Xiaodong got out of the car in front.

"Uncle?" Xia Yueqing was surprised, and immediately greeted, successfully attracting Cheng Xiaodong's attention.

Cheng Xiaodong naturally remembered Xia Yueqing, and even Pei Yiting had only mentioned her name once, and he remembered it clearly.

Looking back at this moment, seeing Xia Yueqing holding a beautiful bag in her injured hand, his flat brows immediately frowned.

"You're not staying in the ward, what are you running around outside?"

The tone is harsh with criticism.

Xia Yueqing smiled awkwardly, "I'm going out to get something."

"There are so many people in Yiting who can be called upon." Cheng Xiaodong continued displeased.

"It's because I didn't think carefully, and I won't do it next time. Uncle, are you here to see Yiting?"

In view of Cheng Xiaodong's strictness, Xia Yueqing had no choice but to change to a topic that was relatively easy to communicate with.

Cheng Xiaodong didn't answer, he walked in directly, and told Xia Yueqing what he was here with practical actions.

Dazed for a second, Xia Yueqing hurriedly followed before Cheng Xiaodong could speak.

"What's in your hand?" Cheng Xiaodong asked casually.

Probably because he wasn't used to communicating with people, his harsh tone was somewhat deliberately relaxed, which was a bit nondescript, but this was already the best he could do.

"Oh, this is lunch." Xia Yueqing shook the insulated box lightly, and added something in another bag: "Here are some photos."

Then, there is no more.

Xia Yueqing didn't know what to say, Cheng Xiaodong also remained silent, and just arrived at Pei Yiting's ward.

"Uncle, are you here again?"

Seeing Cheng Xiaodong's face, Pei Yiting couldn't help asking in surprise, and just as he finished speaking, Cheng Xiaodong glanced at him.

"What are you talking about? Not welcome?"

The corners of Pei Yiting's mouth twitched a few times, "You are welcome anytime."

Looking across the process, Xiaodong looked at Xia Yueqing behind him, Pei Yiting couldn't help but wonder, why did you come up together?

But it was not easy to speak directly, so he asked: "Didn't you go to get the photo? Why did you mention one more thing?"

That insulated box looks familiar, he thought.

When Xia Yueqing was struggling to lose weight before, this was what she mentioned.

But today's one seems to be two sizes bigger than the previous one.

"Oh, this is lunch." Xia Yueqing recovered and answered quickly.

"Lunch? Did you make it yourself?"

Pei Yiting frowned involuntarily, and Cheng Xiaodong yelled at him just as he finished speaking. "What's your tone? Are you disgusted?"

Obviously, Cheng Xiaodong misunderstood.

Pei Yiting didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he could only answer: "Uncle, how dare I? It's just that her hand was injured."

It's so obvious, how hard is it to cook with an injured hand?

Cheng Xiaodong's voice paused, with an embarrassment that he couldn't get off the stage, and slowly floated in the ward.

Xia Yueqing was afraid that the flames of war would burn her, so she raised her hands weakly, "Uncle, there is quite a lot of food, why don't you have a meal together?"

The large-sized thermos bottle she specially prepared is to add more meals.

Cheng Xiaodong looked away, "I'll have a meeting later."

"Then we have to eat first, to rest our stomachs. You sit down first, and I'll get it..."